poems by mjh
Finding my voice.
My Virtual Chapbook - 2011
- Unhinged Mon 04/04/11
- Wind Makes Crazy Tue 04/05/11
- Whispering, "Rain!" Wed 04/06/11
- Graze Thu 04/07/11
- Cold Lang Syne Fri 04/08/11
- Merri! Sat 04/09/11
- Blush Sun 04/10/11
- Sharp Mon 04/11/11
- Going Home Tue 04/12/11
- Choke Wed 04/13/11
- some lesser poet Thu 04/14/11
- bask Fri 04/15/11
- tuck Sat 04/16/11
- flea Sun 04/17/11
- Dickey Mon 04/18/11
- The Heaven of Animals Tue 04/19/11
- The Bright Side Wed 04/20/11
- Slumber Thu 04/21/11
- waiting for the tide Fri 04/22/11
- Relentless Sat 04/23/11
- Icarus Sun 04/24/11
- at this very moment Mon 04/25/11
- 101° Tue 04/26/11
- the cure Wed 04/27/11
- up in the middle of the night Thu 04/28/11
- Songdogs Fri 04/29/11
- Seek Alternate Route Sat 04/30/11
- this simple truth Sun 05/01/11
Themes (larger size indicates more poems):
age, bears, birds, dawn, death, dogs, dreams, flying, heaven, Icarus, illness, landscape, macro, misc, moon, mountains, nature, ocean, poetica, poetry, poets, seasons, sleep, sunset, unbooked, water, wildlife, wings, wolves, writing
Poetic Justice
Mon 04/26/10 at 7:20 am1.
The burglars kicked in the sidedoor
and invaded our kitchen
stealing 22 years of safety
and a cheap TV.
2.
We painted that kitchen
in a project which
began with stripping ugly wallpaper and ended
with a pretty security door a week too late.
3.
Thieves ransacked the dresser
she bought from her landlady in Virginia,
the top strewn with a lifetime’s sentimental baubles
pawed through by worthless thugs.
4.
In the garage,
a thief spread the contents of the glovebox
over the seats,
as if taking inventory before a long trip.
5.
Back at their hideout,
the burglars exclaimed,
“Man, those people had nothin’ worth stealing.
We were robbed.”
9/16/2009
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